The cover of the next Stern, a German news magazine.
The title Sein Kampf (transl. his struggle) is a play on the title of Hitler’s autobiography Mein Kampf (transl. my struggle).
The full translation of the cover would be
HIS STRUGGLE
Neonazis, Ku-Klux-Klan, Racism:
How Donald Trump is stirring up hatred in America
When Germans call you a Nazi….
I see so much commentary in the tags about how Trump can’t be a Nazi because he’s pro-Israel, and I’m sitting here like, guys. Children. Nazi doesn’t mean “kills Jews.” That was the horrible outcome. The ideology itself was putting one’s own nation above all else (ring a bell?) while undermining democratic values (RING A BELL?) and being blatantly racist (RING A… you know what, forget it, you’re not listening to me anyway).
Instead of anti-communism you now have fierce pro-capitalism and instead of Jewish people being called animals you now have immigrants facing the same hatred. You already have the denunciations and people walking from door to door trying to root out “illegals.”
Current US politics may not involve any gas chambers, but Hitler didn’t burst on the political scene with “Let’s kill all the Jews!” either. If you honestly think US policies won’t escalate further, especially if Trump gets a second term, you’re standing chin-deep in denial.
I know it’s from a superhero movie, but the line I keep running in my head is, “Everyone forgets that the first country the Nazis invaded was their own.”
Charlie, a highly-strung, openly gay over-thinker, and Nick, a cheerful, soft-hearted rugby player, meet at a British all-boys grammar school. Friendship blooms quickly, but could there be something more…?
Nick and Charlie are characters from my debut novel, Solitaire. Heartstopper updates three times a month, on the 1st, 11th, and 21st.
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people who write sibling fic always make them too loving and i know bc I was in the grocery store with my mom and sis and my sister called me a pussy while my mom was standing Right There and my sis just went “say it. say it bitch. say it. i know you’re thinking it. go ahead. i dare you” because she knows how badly i wanted to say “you are what you eat”
